Like, dreams. They keep you alive. That unnamed feeling of achievement you get after hours wasted in planning, when you know you have the strength to take on the world, to fight, to work and to be honest in your steps, is the gift of dreams. When you, basking in the glory of your ambitions, close your eyes to think of the future, the smile on your face is what separates humans from animals. It is in this moment that you are naked, the most vulnerable, yet this is when you get the strength to protect yourself. You are a dancer, and an artist, an author and an athlete all in the same mini second of your existence. You have the power to move millions of people with the picture of your ambitions you'd paint with your words. The fire in your eyes is brighter than the sun. In that moment of crude honesty, you are divine.
Like, love. Mankind is the strongest when it is in love. Because you are not alone anymore. Every breath of you take, every thing you do, every mile you walk, you are not alone. You are twice the human you were. You belong to someone, somewhere, sometime. You will protect it withyour life. Because it is not just another person. Every one you love is a piece of you. Love is finding this piece of you. And it is for that moment of deliverance that you exist. Have you seen a mother looking at her new born baby? Have you seen little girls run to their fathers when they return from war? Have you seen a boy break down in front of his beloved for the fear of losing her? Have you seen the faces of the people in love? They are not always in love. It is in rare moments of absolutism that they experience love. The life that you spend in between these moments, is in hope. Love is not a garment you wear everywhere you go. Love is that feeling of finding yourself. It is in love that you find a justification of your existence, it is in love that your ideals and your values strengthen. It is creating your heaven. Love is finding a home.
Everything that human kind has ever achieved is in pursuance of this beauty. You are infinite in your encounters with The beautiful. You are raw. You are honest. You are immortal in what you feel and cannot express. You are God and the universe is a tiny part of Your existence.
Shree.
